Terri Lamb

Part 1 of the Real Housewives of DCreunion aired last night and it did not dissapoint, so let’s get right to the recap!

The reunion starts out with host Andy Cohen asking the ladies what political party they are aligned with. Mary and Lynda are registered Republicans, with Stacie and Michaele being Democrats. Something tells me the Democratic party would rather do without Michaele’s support.

Andy wastes no time in getting down to business as he brings up Michaele’s BS MS claims. Lynda, along with the rest of the world, isn’t buying it and wants to know how Michaele could live & eat the way she does all while having MS for 17 years. Another aspect to this claim that hasn’t been discussed is why and how Michaele never mentioned the MS on the show. How could someone filming a reality show for months about their personal life leave out such a MAJOR factor?

This season of the Real Housewives of DC has had a theme, which is the phoniness of the gruesome twosome aka the Salahis. Whether it be the couple’s phony grapes, phony party invites, phony house hunting, and now phony cheerleading. If there’s one thing we have all come to know and “love” about the Salahis, it is that their phoniness knows no bounds.

This episode of the DC Housewives begins with the now separated Ommanneys browsing through photos for Cat’s book cover. The scene starts out as a cute scene between the couple, until Cat decides to ask Charles about his upcoming schedule, which gave us a glimpse into the couple’s marriage. Based on Charles’ schedule, it’s all but obvious these two are lucky to even spend a day a week together. Cat’s definitely not exaggerating when she states she sometimes feels like a single mom.

The hilarity begins in the next scene with the Salahis. We see Michaele shaking her phony pom poms in preparation for the Washington Redskins cheerleading alumni dance routine. Michaele arrives at the practice in a white SUV, and not the awful 80s white stretch limo, thank goodness. Immediately, we see Michaele looking rather lost and completely offbeat while attempting to do the routines. Judging by Michaele’s lack of rhythm, and her overly eager attitude, it’s all but obvious we’re watching a 44-year-old con artist live out her fantasy of being a professional cheerleader.